NyxNightshaded
Greenlighter
Hi all, just wanted to share my first (and so far only) experience with MDMA. Bear with me as this happened some time ago and some details are hazy due to the fact I was rolling balls. 8)
So one of my close friends was going to a rave with her boyfriend and a group of his friends, and she invited me to come enjoy the music with the promise of drinking, smoking, and molly. Now, I love this girl dearly and trust her very much, and knew she had experience with X n molly. At this point my drug experience was limited to tree, alcohol and some percs/zanny/hydro experimentation, I just started college. So like I do before I try anything I spent a good deal of time looking through forum posts and informative articles on MDMA and decided I was more than excited to try this with my good friend.
The afternoon of the concert I had to work (ugh) but I made sure to drink plenty of water and was pretty well rested for that night. Once I got off I immediately headed to the rave and did not eat as I did not have time. I found my good friend T and her boyfriend S, both of whom had been drinking (fairly hammered) n were in a great mood, super excited to share their magical world with me. **Let me clarify I did not consume any alcohol before dropping.** I learned that S had already dropped 2 capsules about 10 min prior and T a single capsule right before I found her. I met the others of the group, some whom were just drinking/smoking others were a bit coked out but T, S and I were the only ones planning on rolling.
T took me to the girls bathroom and into a stall and pulled out the molly capsule, which we knew to be pure . I was a little anxious and she assured me if tonight wasnt the night there would be others, but I took it anyways. We left the bathroom and ran into some super fucked up girls n I immediately thought 'oh shit I shouldn't have done this, what have I done' but I immediately banished those thoughts from my mind, determined to enjoy the night. The comeup I believe briefly ensued for about 15-20 minutes as I danced and talked with everyone, T giving me gum & water before she left to go find S. She was gone for a while and I just felt super excited for what was gonna come, the lights, vibrations and music startin to meld into something beautiful while I chatted casually w everyone. It was then the night kinda went haywire.
T came up to me really anxious and worried, not at all like before. She was asking how I felt and I told her great, without a care in the world I was still waiting for the full effect to hit me I thought and her concern didn't even bother me, I was just wanting her to have fun too. She then told me we were going to have to take a break because S was not reacting to the molly well. I went over to him with her, he was sitting down resting, said he felt overwhelmed and needed a breather. This began to worry me a bit and I was concerned for my friends, but I did my best to remain calm and focus on the music. T then began to say we would have to leave the venue because S was about to pass out. We immediately walked outside and suddenly I realized right as we were leaving... it had hit me.
This intense peak of what I would guess to be about 45 minutes, T, S and I went for a walk through a parking garage to settle ourselves. Let me tell you, we live in Dallas and this area is somewhere I would normally -never- be comfortable in later at night. But at this point literally nothing was bothering me, nothing could go wrong. T was apologizing to me over and over saying how she was sorry for bringing this feeling upon me and how it was not supposed to feel like this but I assured her I was feeling great and I was honestly having a great, amazing night despite what normally would have been a shitty, scary situation. T held my hand and took great care of me, saying how I was so important to her and she didn't want to lose me because she had done this to me.
As I was getting hit really hard I didn't really think or do anything on my own, mentally and physically at this point I was a limp noodle. I just followed T n S and totally surrendered myself to them as we all took care of each other. I was blazing up and so were they, ended up pouring a bunch of water bottles all over myself and as they patted my face with a cold towel I believe at this point I began to nod out/about to pass out from what T remembers, and I was suddenly hit with horrible sickness and began to throw up a lot (a LOT). This whole ordeal normally would have sent me into a panic attack had I been on anything else but at the time I was having the best damn night. T and S were having a horrible time I could tell but I was having a blast. We got rescued from the parking garage by more sober friends and the drive home was amazing. At this point my roll turned from simply being incredibly fucked up to a beautiful time of love n appreciation.
Unfortunately I was in the car with T, S, and the driver D who was pissy because he got bunk blow (yet he was braggin how cheap it was lol what are ya doin kid) so everyone was having a bad time except me. I ended up calling my friends and talking their ear off about how cool highways were and silly stuff like that. D was holding up to his name, being a dick and saying how I had the babbles but their negative energies did not effect me one bit it was incredible. I had worn a cool little outfit to the event and the lace felt so fucking amazing, I would rub T's arm to calm her down and just that felt amazing to me, the wind on my face was beautiful. I did not notice much of a comedown, just wishing the experience could have not gone by so fast and a little disappointed we did not get to dance. I remember once we got home talking to S and we really bonded despite the fact we would both completely forget what we had been talking about in the middle of our sentences. We went through an 1/8th that night, just to have something to do more than anything I think, but just sitting on the couch and smoking was the most fun night ever.
I ended up sleeping fine and the next day I just felt a typical, super tired feeling like a hangover, just slightly like my emotions were a bit dulled and I was a bit spacy but it was almost nice, like an afterglow.
So overall I'd say I had an amazing experience mentally, but I'm not sure about physically. I'm 5'3, 105 pounds so I'm pretty small.
I took 1 capsule which at the time I believed to be 100mg. However, funny enough, flash forward I now know the dealer... may have contained anywhere from 130-160mg.
Did my initial physical response of being incredibly messed up, throwing up, heat flash etc simply result from too high of a dosage?
I loved MDMA when the peak began to subside and it was a bit more subtle and I could actually think and process my feelings and move lol.
Did I throw up so much because I drank too much water before? Should I take the molly on a full stomach next time? Now after trying LSD and shrooms I've found I've thrown up on them also but it did not worry me, I've always had a weak stomach.
Why did my good friends, who had had so much experience with X, molly, and other drugs react badly to the roll while I had the same batch and had an amazing time?
I feel I would love to roll again soon because it's been quite a long time now and I'd love to actually experience the music.
Thank you for reading, and any comments/input/answers are much appreciated, peace n love ~
So one of my close friends was going to a rave with her boyfriend and a group of his friends, and she invited me to come enjoy the music with the promise of drinking, smoking, and molly. Now, I love this girl dearly and trust her very much, and knew she had experience with X n molly. At this point my drug experience was limited to tree, alcohol and some percs/zanny/hydro experimentation, I just started college. So like I do before I try anything I spent a good deal of time looking through forum posts and informative articles on MDMA and decided I was more than excited to try this with my good friend.
The afternoon of the concert I had to work (ugh) but I made sure to drink plenty of water and was pretty well rested for that night. Once I got off I immediately headed to the rave and did not eat as I did not have time. I found my good friend T and her boyfriend S, both of whom had been drinking (fairly hammered) n were in a great mood, super excited to share their magical world with me. **Let me clarify I did not consume any alcohol before dropping.** I learned that S had already dropped 2 capsules about 10 min prior and T a single capsule right before I found her. I met the others of the group, some whom were just drinking/smoking others were a bit coked out but T, S and I were the only ones planning on rolling.
T took me to the girls bathroom and into a stall and pulled out the molly capsule, which we knew to be pure . I was a little anxious and she assured me if tonight wasnt the night there would be others, but I took it anyways. We left the bathroom and ran into some super fucked up girls n I immediately thought 'oh shit I shouldn't have done this, what have I done' but I immediately banished those thoughts from my mind, determined to enjoy the night. The comeup I believe briefly ensued for about 15-20 minutes as I danced and talked with everyone, T giving me gum & water before she left to go find S. She was gone for a while and I just felt super excited for what was gonna come, the lights, vibrations and music startin to meld into something beautiful while I chatted casually w everyone. It was then the night kinda went haywire.
T came up to me really anxious and worried, not at all like before. She was asking how I felt and I told her great, without a care in the world I was still waiting for the full effect to hit me I thought and her concern didn't even bother me, I was just wanting her to have fun too. She then told me we were going to have to take a break because S was not reacting to the molly well. I went over to him with her, he was sitting down resting, said he felt overwhelmed and needed a breather. This began to worry me a bit and I was concerned for my friends, but I did my best to remain calm and focus on the music. T then began to say we would have to leave the venue because S was about to pass out. We immediately walked outside and suddenly I realized right as we were leaving... it had hit me.
This intense peak of what I would guess to be about 45 minutes, T, S and I went for a walk through a parking garage to settle ourselves. Let me tell you, we live in Dallas and this area is somewhere I would normally -never- be comfortable in later at night. But at this point literally nothing was bothering me, nothing could go wrong. T was apologizing to me over and over saying how she was sorry for bringing this feeling upon me and how it was not supposed to feel like this but I assured her I was feeling great and I was honestly having a great, amazing night despite what normally would have been a shitty, scary situation. T held my hand and took great care of me, saying how I was so important to her and she didn't want to lose me because she had done this to me.
As I was getting hit really hard I didn't really think or do anything on my own, mentally and physically at this point I was a limp noodle. I just followed T n S and totally surrendered myself to them as we all took care of each other. I was blazing up and so were they, ended up pouring a bunch of water bottles all over myself and as they patted my face with a cold towel I believe at this point I began to nod out/about to pass out from what T remembers, and I was suddenly hit with horrible sickness and began to throw up a lot (a LOT). This whole ordeal normally would have sent me into a panic attack had I been on anything else but at the time I was having the best damn night. T and S were having a horrible time I could tell but I was having a blast. We got rescued from the parking garage by more sober friends and the drive home was amazing. At this point my roll turned from simply being incredibly fucked up to a beautiful time of love n appreciation.
Unfortunately I was in the car with T, S, and the driver D who was pissy because he got bunk blow (yet he was braggin how cheap it was lol what are ya doin kid) so everyone was having a bad time except me. I ended up calling my friends and talking their ear off about how cool highways were and silly stuff like that. D was holding up to his name, being a dick and saying how I had the babbles but their negative energies did not effect me one bit it was incredible. I had worn a cool little outfit to the event and the lace felt so fucking amazing, I would rub T's arm to calm her down and just that felt amazing to me, the wind on my face was beautiful. I did not notice much of a comedown, just wishing the experience could have not gone by so fast and a little disappointed we did not get to dance. I remember once we got home talking to S and we really bonded despite the fact we would both completely forget what we had been talking about in the middle of our sentences. We went through an 1/8th that night, just to have something to do more than anything I think, but just sitting on the couch and smoking was the most fun night ever.
I ended up sleeping fine and the next day I just felt a typical, super tired feeling like a hangover, just slightly like my emotions were a bit dulled and I was a bit spacy but it was almost nice, like an afterglow.
So overall I'd say I had an amazing experience mentally, but I'm not sure about physically. I'm 5'3, 105 pounds so I'm pretty small.
I took 1 capsule which at the time I believed to be 100mg. However, funny enough, flash forward I now know the dealer... may have contained anywhere from 130-160mg.
Did my initial physical response of being incredibly messed up, throwing up, heat flash etc simply result from too high of a dosage?
I loved MDMA when the peak began to subside and it was a bit more subtle and I could actually think and process my feelings and move lol.
Did I throw up so much because I drank too much water before? Should I take the molly on a full stomach next time? Now after trying LSD and shrooms I've found I've thrown up on them also but it did not worry me, I've always had a weak stomach.
Why did my good friends, who had had so much experience with X, molly, and other drugs react badly to the roll while I had the same batch and had an amazing time?
I feel I would love to roll again soon because it's been quite a long time now and I'd love to actually experience the music.
Thank you for reading, and any comments/input/answers are much appreciated, peace n love ~
